Island
๐ต 1160 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:15 duration
๐ ID: 26111196
๐ Lyrics
The wind blows keen across the ridge
Black against a charcoal grey
We climb up here by the winding path made so long ago
In the valley below the last few lights
Glow just like the embers of a fire
We begin to remember, we begin to remember
We came by the sea and we took the land
We spread out across the plains
And on and on to the mountains
Until there was nothing left to conquer
The sound of chopping trees echoed through the woods
We built the ships and the houses
And the bridges and the fortifications
Until there was nothing left to build with
Now in the silver grey dome of the sky
The birds fly home for winter
And we all come down to the shore and stare across the waves
We've got to get off the island
We carved monuments to the angry gods
We hauled stone across the deserts of our own making
From the standing stones to the villages
To the shining palaces looking out over the water
The soil is growing thin, the yield running low
There's too many of us here, too many of us here
And now ragged ribbons of rain sweep in
As the birds fly home for winter
And we all come down to the shore and stare across the waves
We've got to get off the island
Black against a charcoal grey
We climb up here by the winding path made so long ago
In the valley below the last few lights
Glow just like the embers of a fire
We begin to remember, we begin to remember
We came by the sea and we took the land
We spread out across the plains
And on and on to the mountains
Until there was nothing left to conquer
The sound of chopping trees echoed through the woods
We built the ships and the houses
And the bridges and the fortifications
Until there was nothing left to build with
Now in the silver grey dome of the sky
The birds fly home for winter
And we all come down to the shore and stare across the waves
We've got to get off the island
We carved monuments to the angry gods
We hauled stone across the deserts of our own making
From the standing stones to the villages
To the shining palaces looking out over the water
The soil is growing thin, the yield running low
There's too many of us here, too many of us here
And now ragged ribbons of rain sweep in
As the birds fly home for winter
And we all come down to the shore and stare across the waves
We've got to get off the island
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:26.37] The wind blows keen across the ridge
[00:29.03] Black against a charcoal grey
[00:31.70] We climb up here by the winding path made so long ago
[00:35.47] In the valley below the last few lights
[00:41.75] Glow just like the embers of a fire
[00:48.12] We begin to remember, we begin to remember
[00:50.80] We came by the sea and we took the land
[01:11.65] We spread out across the plains
[01:13.42] And on and on to the mountains
[01:22.57] Until there was nothing left to conquer
[01:27.01] The sound of chopping trees echoed through the woods
[01:32.96] We built the ships and the houses
[01:35.68] And the bridges and the fortifications
[01:41.19] Until there was nothing left to build with
[01:49.27] Now in the silver grey dome of the sky
[01:52.90] The birds fly home for winter
[01:55.63] And we all come down to the shore and stare across the waves
[02:01.01] We've got to get off the island
[02:21.21] We carved monuments to the angry gods
[02:24.98] We hauled stone across the deserts of our own making
[02:34.80] From the standing stones to the villages
[02:37.55] To the shining palaces looking out over the water
[02:46.65] The soil is growing thin, the yield running low
[02:50.25] There's too many of us here, too many of us here
[03:00.25] And now ragged ribbons of rain sweep in
[03:03.88] As the birds fly home for winter
[03:06.52] And we all come down to the shore and stare across the waves
[03:11.92] We've got to get off the island
[04:12.63]
[00:29.03] Black against a charcoal grey
[00:31.70] We climb up here by the winding path made so long ago
[00:35.47] In the valley below the last few lights
[00:41.75] Glow just like the embers of a fire
[00:48.12] We begin to remember, we begin to remember
[00:50.80] We came by the sea and we took the land
[01:11.65] We spread out across the plains
[01:13.42] And on and on to the mountains
[01:22.57] Until there was nothing left to conquer
[01:27.01] The sound of chopping trees echoed through the woods
[01:32.96] We built the ships and the houses
[01:35.68] And the bridges and the fortifications
[01:41.19] Until there was nothing left to build with
[01:49.27] Now in the silver grey dome of the sky
[01:52.90] The birds fly home for winter
[01:55.63] And we all come down to the shore and stare across the waves
[02:01.01] We've got to get off the island
[02:21.21] We carved monuments to the angry gods
[02:24.98] We hauled stone across the deserts of our own making
[02:34.80] From the standing stones to the villages
[02:37.55] To the shining palaces looking out over the water
[02:46.65] The soil is growing thin, the yield running low
[02:50.25] There's too many of us here, too many of us here
[03:00.25] And now ragged ribbons of rain sweep in
[03:03.88] As the birds fly home for winter
[03:06.52] And we all come down to the shore and stare across the waves
[03:11.92] We've got to get off the island
[04:12.63]